"So that's it! The old god is the old god. Such an expert is not something that we like mortals can see at will."

Fan Gang smacked his lips, his tone was quite regrettable. He could teach a medical master like Wang Dachun in just two years. Apart from the gods, Fan Gang really couldn't imagine anyone else who could do it.

Wang Dachun was laughing in his heart. He didn't expect anyone to believe the old god he made up. It's no wonder that if he had told the truth, no one would have believed it.

Fan Gang and others discussed various difficult medical diseases and medical problems with Wang Dachun. Wang Dachun could give good explanations and methods, which made Fan Gang and others feel that Wang Dachun was unfathomable.

Especially Fan Gang felt a deep sense of frustration, and felt that he had lived as a dog over the years.

At this moment, Guan Yongfeng ran over quickly and said, "Old Fan, a great happy event, our Chinese Medicine Department has already signed up for a total of 100 freshmen."

Fan Gang stood up excitedly, "What? That's great! This is all due to Dachun!"

Wei China sighed, "Yes, Wang Dachun showed his skills today, but he gave us Chinese medicine doctors a face. I have studied Chinese medicine for so many years, and I am really ashamed!"

Wang Dachun sighed, "Why, have few people still learned Chinese medicine in the past two years?"

Fan Gang nodded with a key expression, "Hey, this situation has not only not improved, but has become more and more serious. Last year, our Chinese Medicine Department even accepted less than ten new students. Our hospital leaders were even considering revoking Chinese medicine.

A subject.”

Wei China took over the conversation, "That's right! Now everyone knows that learning Chinese medicine cannot make money, and the learning cycle is very long, so few people are willing to learn Chinese medicine."

Guan Yong said: "There are still some freshmen who are now in a wait-and-see state. They even expressed their opinion that they would apply to traditional Chinese medicine as long as Wang Dachun taught them in person."

Fan Gang's eyes lit up, "I have an idea. I plan to suggest to the leaders of the college to hire Wang Dachun as the honorary dean of our college. At that time, Dachun can come to teach."

"Honor Dean?"

Wang Dachun waved his hand quickly, "The student's foundation is shallow and he has not even graduated from college. How can he be the dean? You always want to praise me!"

Even if he is qualified, Wang Dachun is not willing to be the dean. He is used to being idle. Not only does he have a lot of things in the village, but he also has business matters, so he has no time to mess with them.

Fan Gang waved his hand, "Hey! Brother Dachun, what's this? Your medical attainments are far above us. It's more than enough to be this director. How can those who are capable work? Do you have the heart to watch our great Chinese medicine doctors?

Didn't fall down?"

"But...I..."

Jiang Lina nodded, "Don't, I think you are fully qualified to be the dean. What are you worried about? The old god doesn't let you say his name, and you don't let your medical skills be spread out!"

Although she studied Western medicine, she was very supportive of traditional Chinese medicine, and she always felt that traditional Chinese medicine was very mysterious.

Wei China also advised: "Yes, Brother Dachun, you have all your skills, why not pass it on to benefit future generations!"

Guan Yong echoed: "I think everyone is right. Although you have excellent medical skills, you lack an identity now. If you have the honorary dean, what you do in the future will be much easier. Of course, maybe you

I don’t care about identity, but this is how this society is. Sometimes identity is really important.”

Most of these teachers were Wang Dachun's teachers before. If Wang Dachun became the honorary dean, they would have a bright face. Moreover, they would definitely learn a lot when they are with Wang Dachun in the future.

Wang Dachun was a little moved, "But, even if I want to, I live in the remote rural area of ​​Jinxian County, and there are a lot of things that I really can't get away!"

Fan Gang suddenly realized, "So you are worried about this. This is simple. The honorary dean just hangs a sign and doesn't need you to come here every day. There is always time to draw one or two classes a month!"

"That's it!" Wang Dachun touched his chin and pondered, "Even if I agree, your hospital leaders may not agree."

"Leave this to us! As long as you agree, go, there will be a meeting soon. We will mention this matter to the leaders of the hospital at the meeting."

Fan Gang was impatient and did what he said and walked out first, which made Wang Dachun feel a little amused. He really didn't want to be the honorary dean!

Is it appropriate to be a dean at such a young age?

Jiang Lina took the initiative to add Wang Dachun to WeChat and asked him to wait outside the conference room. The leaders of the hospital will definitely meet him.

Soon, the leadership team meeting of the Medical College was held, with Dean He Zhengqing, Secretary Hou Guangping, First Vice President Zhu Jiale, Deputy Secretary Ding Jinglai, and several vice presidents and deputy secretarys present.

He Zhengqing first made a speech at the beginning of the school year, which was nothing more than doing a good job and leading students.

Dear leaders spoke in turn.

When it was the first vice president Zhu Jiale's turn, he cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, the leaders who should say have said that I just want to say one thing. In recent years, the traditional Chinese medicine industry has been very recession. We

The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the hospital cannot accept students every year, and last year only received less than ten freshmen. Therefore, I think the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine in our hospital has been in name only, so we should have withdrawn from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to avoid continuing to occupy the college’s resources.”

Fan Gang's expression changed when he heard this, "Director Zhu, what do you mean? We have to remove our Chinese medicine department again. Do we eat yours or drink yours? If you think I don't like you, if you have the ability, you can cook it together with me.

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Zhu Jiale snorted softly, "Director Fan, I'm just talking about the matter. Please don't put your personal emotions in it."

Although Fan Gang has a very old experience, he has not been elected as the vice president. It’s not that he is not capable, but that the Chinese medicine department where he works is really embarrassing.

Deputy Secretary Ding Jinglai said: "I think the Chinese medicine department cannot be withdrawn. Now our Chinese medicine situation is already very embarrassing. If we remove it again, our Chinese medicine will have even less hope."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is originally a mud that cannot be supported by the wall. It has been standing still for so many years and cannot keep up with the pace of the times. It should have been eliminated long ago," said Vice President Zhao Jiaqiao.

There were heated discussions among the crowd. It was basically divided into two factions. One faction mainly represented the Western medicine faction. These people advocated the abolition of the traditional Chinese medicine faction; the other faction advocated the preservation of the traditional Chinese medicine faction, and the two factions had a lot of fun in their arguments.

Fan Gang said: "Don't look at the problem from the old eyes of the past. As far as I know, more than 100 freshmen have chosen traditional Chinese medicine. I think the situation has improved. We must keep the seed of traditional Chinese medicine.
Chapter completed!